Megatron X Rodimus Novels & Stories

And sneaking out of this place was not possible with Luther's men, who always patrolled the perimeter of the mansion. I didn't know how many people live in this place or people did really exist here. Because all I could see was Luther's human robots who were human but acted like a machine. They didn't laugh, smile, and talk. Only the thing they usually did was obey Luther's orders. If Luther wanted them to eat, they would eat. If Luther wanted them to sit, they would sit. I wondered If they urinated only after his order?

Leo. The moment she had frozen, I already sensed something was wrong. Two people, whom from the look on her face, she recognized were speaking. Closing my eyes, I heightened my senses to hear what they were saying. The first voice was a rough one that undoubtedly belonged to a man whilst the other was a woman. “You said that it'll work, but they haven't made any moves since.” Said the male one. “I mobilized all these rogues and I promised them domination. Do you think that it was easy?”

“We have an alibi, witnesses to that, and nothing to gain from such destruction.” My voice was so low, so deadly—my eyes so fierce, so unyielding, that Marcus actually balked. It was brief and slight, but it was there. He took a step back. I stood taller. Every inch upward made my burned skin pull, but I didn’t flinch. “Tyler Rogers is my mate,” I said as if announcing it to an audience. “Yes, I am a rogue. But we have already sealed our bond. And there’s nothing anyone can do to break that.”

"What about you? Are you going to choose Master Huo Xing as a mentor?" Li Wei asked Roodra back. Roodra looked in surprise at Li Wei. His face looked offended at the question. "Do you mean to look down on me? I'm not a Nebula Energy processor. My talent doesn't get there." I am a controller of Mingzhu. One day I will become a cultivator – a Sword Knight!" replied Roodra proudly. "Oh... I'm sorry. I didn't expect it..."

He was annoyed because he was always forbidden to do what he wanted to Anindira. Earlier, he had been trying to do something for Anindira, but Rodo always gave him a warning. Rodo was just an old man from the weak Clan, the Clan of the Goats. Rodo didn't have any rank, but he had enough guts and wasn't stupid. Rodo knew that Mateo needed him to take care of Anindira. He bet on it, and that's why he had the courage.

I’d told my sister, and everyone was on high alert so no one else was taken. The Guardians from Roatán were amazing to watch. Dr. Levi Morrow, the man who had been working with Christian on the Guardian Retransformation serum, was a genius, and I liked to spend time in the lab just watching him work on projects with Christian, though the latter would often do something creepy and freak me out so that I had to leave earlier than I’d like. But the Retransformation serum was ready to go, and the Roatán Guardians would be able to use it to become human again as soon as Annihilation was complete. For most of them, it was their motivation for involvement in this one last campaign.

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He greeted both of us, he too was tense knowing just how cruel my mother could be. “Oh the Alpha is a little upset today Rod, please much sure my boy gets a bit more rest.” Her tone was sickly sweet, making my stomach turn in disgust. Rodrik grimaced at the pet name she used for him, he hated being called that and she knew it. But he would never say anything to her directly, she had been his Luna once before. His loyalty was strong. He nodded in response to her before looking at me. His eyes were serious, as he said through the pack link “vampires”.

His hair and beard are almost white, with visible streaks of gray, and along with his crumpled and stained lab coat, they all seemed to have been unattended for a long while now. "It's an artificial spirit prototype made by yours truly, the great Professor-Inventor Zen Xiu, 'cha know?," the professor said with a sly smirk on his face. The young student was amazed and filled with awe, his eyes wide with interest, but was instantly replaced by ripples of worry, leaving his face creased with apprehension. "You're creating something that will most likely provoke some of the Elder Council again...," the young man replied with a worried look on his face.

Lucian Dragomir just looked at me and the Blazing Wukong in my soul did a full kowtow. I am seventeen, 100 % Japanese 100 % walking solar flare, and I have never once been rendered mute. Until now. He’s sitting there, eating fries like a normal senior, except every time he blinks the overhead lights flicker and the air smells like Carpathian pine and lightning. I march over before my friends can stage an intervention. Seras (voice only shaking a little): “Lucian Dragomir, right? Seras Himuari Nakamura. You just put Remy on his ass like it was choreography, and I think my heart just filed for citizenship in your general vicinity.”